NJ's Blacksonny has a lot of great ideas, but they can definitely be faulted for never really building up enough energy to get their effort off the ground. At the same time, that might be the point. With Mineral- or Gloria Record-type tendencies to replace growl with grandeur, the quintet have a rock base but augment it with horns and modestly complicated playing to create webs of intelligent rock. They've got their share of literary references ("The Things They Carried"), a great sound and producer in Alap Momin, and even a few really catchy bits of rock & roll, but after awhile, it all starts to sound a little too much the same. The musicians are great, with subtly flourished guitar leads and tight drumming that propels the band through endlessly syncopated movements and late Superchunk-oriented melodies. If this is just the beginning, than it's still possible that Blacksonny will go onto something great, but if they can't get a little more convincing in their stance, then this just may be it.
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AllMusic Review by Peter J. D'Angelo